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The robot clicked disapprovingly, gurgled briefly inside its cubical interior and extruded a pony glass of brownish liquid. "Sir, you will undoubtedly end up in a drunkard's grave, dead of hepatic cirrhosis," it informed me virtuously as it returned my ID card. I glared as I pushed the glass across the table. But evidentely, there wasn't a bird in the sky, but that was not what caught her attention. It was the clouds. The deep green that isn't the color of clouds, but came with these. She knew what was coming and she hoped she was prepared. It was a weird concept. Why would I really need to generate a random paragraph? Could I actually learn something from doing so? All these questions were running through her head as she pressed the generate button. To her surprise, she found what she least expected to see. And all of a sudden... the computer wouldn't start!!!!!!!!! She banged on the side and tried again. Nothing.

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noob troll -rep camping -rep femboy -rep gay -rep kelly welly -rep donald -rep crownorus -noob -rep dies to survival rexes -rep skillissue -rep muslim -rep arab -rep bomb -rep osama bin laden -rep 9/11 -rep murder -rep bad tanker -rep wont dogfight -rep bad utah -rep fake Ls -rep real human -rep ballsack muncher -rep official gamingbeaver group -rep kelly welly pt2 -rep complains about 500 ping (skill issue) -rep femboy lover -rep check his hard drive -rep loser squad -rep kelly welly pt3 -rep bad engi -rep bad heavy -rep bad spy -rep bad medic -rep bad scout -rep bad sholdier -rep bad demo -rep tf2 noob -rep balls -rep dapper floppa -rep child toucher -rep caught outside a kindergarden

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noob troll -rep camping -rep femboy -rep gay -rep kelly welly -rep donald -rep crownorus -noob -rep dies to survival rexes -rep skillissue -rep muslim -rep arab -rep bomb -rep osama bin laden -rep 9/11 -rep murder -rep bad tanker -rep wont dogfight -rep bad utah -rep fake Ls -rep real human -rep ballsack muncher -rep official gamingbeaver group -rep kelly welly pt2 -rep complains about 500 ping (skill issue) -rep femboy lover -rep check his hard drive -rep loser squad -rep kelly welly pt3 -rep bad engi -rep bad heavy -rep bad spy -rep bad medic -rep bad scout -rep bad sholdier -rep bad demo -rep tf2 noob -rep balls -rep dapper floppa -rep child toucher -rep caught outside a kindergarden +rep ♥♥♥♥♥

The robot clicked disapprovingly, gurgled briefly inside its cubical interior and extruded a pony glass of brownish liquid. "Sir, you will undoubtedly end up in a drunkard's grave, dead of hepatic cirrhosis," it informed me virtuously as it returned my ID card. I glared as I pushed the glass across the table. But evidentely, there wasn't a bird in the sky, but that was not what caught her attention. It was the clouds. The deep green that isn't the color of clouds, but came with these. She knew what was coming and she hoped she was prepared. It was a weird concept. Why would I really need to generate a random paragraph? Could I actually learn something from doing so? All these questions were running through her head as she pressed the generate button. To her surprise, she found what she least expected to see. And all of a sudden... the computer wouldn't start!!!!!!!!! She banged on the side and tried again. Nothing.

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